With a 1.4 GPA, there was no way Ricky had any hopes of getting into college. And his teachers knew that too. So did the guidance counselor.

The last thing he would have expected was to get tutored by a junior, even though he was a senior. But nonetheless, there he was, waiting at the library as he mindlessly scrolled through his phone, waiting for this new tutor to arrive.

There was no way a junior knew more than him, right?